I'm fishing for the gods

Chapter 62 Apologize
The sky seemed to be pale, and the faces of the heavenly soldiers and generals stationed at Taoshan were illuminated by the thunder sword light, and they all looked up into the distance.

The sword light rose, and there was a dragon's chant resounding.

Looking into the distance, the heavenly general with extraordinary eyesight can vaguely see a black dragon rolling upside down into the clouds, accompanied by a frightened and angry roar resounding through the sky!
All the heavenly generals looked at each other, feeling bad.

Although they don't know the situation in the distance, they and the black dragon belong to the same heavenly court, and Shangguan is in danger, so he still has to go to help one or two.

In the place where the real dragon roared, Chen Mu looked solemnly at the long black dragon with the cloud head churning and circling.

The clouds are surging and the lightning is ringing, and the white and purple lightning is like the roots of old trees and the veins of the human body, stretching vertically and horizontally!

Ao Jing, who had a bloody gash cut across the dragon's mouth, looked angrily at the child standing below with a sword.

He never expected that the immature and ignorant child, who was shy and timid in every word and action in front of him, would suddenly strike him with such a proficient and decisive sword!
I knew that I had lost sight of it, but Ao Jing didn't intend to stop there.

How can the revenge of Long Yan being destroyed and dragon blood being sprayed be easily forgotten?
"I am the Heavenly Court Official! If you dare to draw your sword and hurt me, you will be condemned to death!"

Under the clouds, above the emerald green mountains.

Facing the wind and rain, Chen Mu's clothes and hair fluttered, and he stood on the top of the mountain with a sword in hand without any timidity.

In the distance, several streamers of light are flying towards here.

Chen Muqing's clear voice reached the sky.

"As a heavenly official, you oppress the creatures of the lower world like a demon, and act recklessly. What's the reason?"

The sword pill resonated with the long sword, and Chen Mu looked up at the black dragon that was blowing up the wind and rain.

What responded to Chen Mu was an angry dragon chant, and a huge dragon head that swooped straight towards him.

The sword pill reserves are not much, but it is enough for several times.

Feeling the boiling sword intent in the sword pill, Chen Mu drew his sword and slashed at Ao Jing again.

At the same time, Chen Mu shouted loudly:
"I am a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun in the Yuxu Palace, a boy under the seat of Daoist Yuding, how dare you bully me like this!"

Qingyue's voice was shaken by the wind and rain, and resounded through the mountains where thunder and lightning danced wildly.

The heavenly generals who rushed over heard what Chen Mu said and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Under the sect of Yuanshi Tianzun of Yuxu Palace. The weight of these few words is enough to stop them.

Ao Jing's figure, who rushed down with the hard-topped sword light, suddenly stopped suddenly, barely stopping in the air above Chen Mu's head.

The distance between the two is ten feet, and Ao Jing's blue eyes flicker like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.

After a while, Ao Jing bared the dragon's mouth, which was injured by the sword, and said in a deep voice: "You are clearly the form of the elixir here, and you are practicing here, but you use the name of explaining teaching to bluff me, do you think I am easy to deceive! "

Chen Mu chuckled, and said: "I teach my disciples to be upright and upright, and I never lie. I am indeed transformed by the elixir, but I am not a creature here. I just went out and wandered here, and stopped here for a while to share with the mountain elves. Enjoying the scenery here, but I never thought that I would meet you, an evil dragon who looks like a monster and oppresses goodness!"

Taking the picture stone hanging by his side into his hand, Chen Mu said: "What you have done can't be hidden from the heavens, earth, people, gods, the creatures here, and even more so from my relatives and teachers."

"Heavenly Court must give me an explanation for today's matter!"

Looking at the aggressive little boy below, Ao Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, he was unwilling, but it was not easy to attack.

Although he is a heavenly official and backed by the North Sea Dragon Palace, but compared to the boy under the seat of Zhenjiao Jade Cauldron, he may not be as precious as the other party, and he does not dare to have any wrong thoughts.

"What do you want to say?" Ao Jing forced himself to hold back his aggrievedness, and asked through gritted teeth.

"Apologize—apologize!"

Chen Mu raised his chin with a very serious expression.

Taoshan, Yang Chan and Shennai Beast guarded Yang Jian's body, while Long Ji went to Chen Mu's place to protect him secretly.

At this time, Yang Jian's primordial spirit had already left his body, and he had sneaked into the large formation that was not guarded by the generals.

Through layers of nets, Yunhua's figure gradually changed from blurred to clear.

"Mother!" A slightly trembling voice sounded in the mountain, and Yang Jian couldn't hide his excitement.

But when he saw the snow-covered temples on the stone platform and the bloodless mother on his face, Yang Jian's joy when he saw Yunhua for the first time dissipated immediately.

"Erlang, let's go!"

Yunhua was extremely anxious.

All these years under Taoshan, she reflected on her mistakes every day.

Seeing Yang Jian at this time, Yunhua instantly thought of her husband and child who had died tragically in front of her.

The past was so vivid, Yunhua was afraid that the tragedy would happen again, so instead of seeing Yang Jian's joy at this time, she was so anxious that she almost collapsed!

"Erlang, leave me alone! Let's go!"

Yang Jian acted as if he hadn't heard of it, he just passed the frozen lake and rushed towards the stone platform.

The moment it touched the edge of the stone platform, a divine light burst out, and Yang Jian's primordial spirit was immediately blown out, emitting wisps of white smoke.

"Erlang!" Yunhua felt distressed.

Enduring the pain in his soul, Yang Jian came to the edge of the stone platform again.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar mother on the stone platform, Yang Jian's face showed sadness, and his soul was in mourning.

"Mother, my son is unfilial, my son" Yang Jian knelt in the void, tremblingly said: "My son is ashamed of my mother!"

Yunhua shook his head desperately, "I don't blame you, it's mother's fault, it's mother who didn't protect you well, if it wasn't for mother, neither would your father and Da Lang."

Tears rolled down the frosty cheeks, forming drop after drop of ice crystals.

Yang Jian looked at Yun Hua's distressed appearance, and hurriedly said: "Mother, father and elder brother."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Yang Jian was terrified, but he remembered what his junior brother had explained.

Yunhua didn't know why, but when Yang Jian mentioned Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao, his heart felt even more desolate.

Thinking quickly, Yang Jian said softly: "Mother, do you remember that a Taoist priest and a boy came to the Yang Mansion back then? At that time, the third sister was just born, and the eldest brother and father were still alive."

Yunhua forced a smile upon hearing this, "I remember, it rained heavily that day."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he said, "Mother, after the heavy rain, the two small trees planted by elder brother and father in the yard sprouted again. Before, I always thought that the two small trees were dead."

"Small tree?" Yunhua fell into deep thought, when did her husband and eldest son plant a tree?
Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed through Yunhua's mind.

"Erlang, you."

Yang Jian shook his head lightly, and said, "Mother, I will work hard to practice, and one day, I will rescue Mother and reunite our family."

Yunhua's heart was pounding, and it took a long time for her rapid breathing to calm down.

"Erlang, you have to take good care of your sister, don't let her be stupid again, and don't come to me again, understand?"

Seeing that Yang Jian was silent, Yun Hua tried her best to move forward, and looked at Yang Jian with begging eyes, "Mother, please, don't come again!"

"Boy will take good care of Third Sister and practice well."

Yang Jian didn't respond to Yunhua's request directly, but just showed a smile to make Yunhua feel at ease.

Having not seen his mother for several years, Yang Jian still has a lot to say to her, but he has to leave at this time.

His soul trembled, and someone from the outside world was calling him back.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

Flying away from the small lake, Yang Jian reluctantly glanced at Yunhua who saw him off, and then plunged into the formation net.

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art has infinite changes, and Yang Jian shuttled like a fish among the layers of nets, and he left Taoshan in a short time and returned to his body.

(End of this chapter)